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Talk without truth is the hollow brass talk without love is like the tinkling cymbal, and when it does not tinkle it jingles, and when it does not jingle, it jars.
Anna Brownell Jameson
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Anna Brownell Jameson
Age: 66 †
Born: 1794
Born: January 1
Died: 1860
Died: January 1
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